@Masked_Deviant

3 years ago

When I saw this movie the first time it was on Netflix oh so long ago now, that cat always stuck with me. I would find myself randomly singing "Pager Bon oh Panger Bon" I could be in the belly of my ship when i was in the navy, I could be in a laundry room folding clothes, I could be hiking in the woods, or even stuck in traffic. But those words and the melody of this song would just come to me. So, I finally had enough, turned on CC, and saw how the cats name is spelled. An hour later, my heart is full, and as an avid cat lover, and knowledge seeker, I couldn't be more happy. Pangur Ban was written as a poem by an anonymous 9th Century Monk at Reichenau Abbey near the Austrian Alps. This translation isn't the prettiest to read in English, but it's the "official" translation. There are alot of others that are just as good. Pangur = "A fuller" a fuller being someone who cleanses Wool with the process of Fulling. Ban = White White Fuller The poem illustrates from the Abbots point of view how his love for hunting words is the same and on par with his cats love for hunting prey. I feel like this was worth writing out. Enjoy ^_^ I and white Pangur practice each of us his special art: his mind is set on hunting, my mind on my special craft. I love (it is better than all fame) to be quiet beside my book, diligently pursuing knowledge. White Pangur does not envy me: he loves his childish craft. When the two of us (this tale never wearies us) are alone together in our house, we have something to which we may apply our skill, an endless sport. It is usual, at times, as a result of warlike battling's, for a mouse to stick in his net. For my part, into my net falls some difficult rule of hard meaning. He directs his bright eye against an enclosing wall. Though my clear eye is very weak I direct it against keenness of knowledge. He is joyful with swift movement when a mouse sticks in his sharp paw. I too am joyful when I understand a dearly loved difficult problem. Though we be thus at any time, neither of us hinders the other: each of us likes his craft, severally rejoicing in them. He it is who is master for himself of the work which he does every day. I can perform my own work directed at understanding clearly what is difficult.

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